Nya

Back in my previous neighborhood, I used to outsmart Caucasian fellows by involving them in card games. I once took on a novice hustler and taught him the art of extracting money from individuals of European descent. His Mom, Nya, was keen on preventing her son from turning into a seasoned criminal like me.

Nya eventually struck a bargain with me under which I would cease contact with her son if I engaged in sexual intercourse with her clean-shaven, white genitalia. This mature female was irrational as our mixed-race sexual escapade extended for prolonged durations. Her son became increasingly unwell as he witnessed his mother being ravaged by well-endowed individuals.

Consequently, he enlisted in the military to avoid any further encounters with his mother.